At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. " "Marriage and hanging go by destiny," observed Wood, after a pause; "but I trust your child is reserved for a better fate than either, Mrs. . Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky.
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